If it will I have a body, tell me where can I undress and where can I retire to with all my loneliness If the time has been approaching, moves with any kind of pace I wonder who'll endure it in an able bodied race If I would have seen them coming, all the ruins of today I would've counted faster by avoiding the delay If a gesture of affection makes you feel unmoved at all You've actively surrendered to the person you are called
title and inspiration taken from "Paintings," by From Indian Lakes, off their album Able Bodies